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Me and Mama sleep beneath the Warrior Angel statue. It’s our cemetery home...that is, ‘til the day I wake up and she’s gone. Gone? Now, I’m seriously freaked out and I’ve got to find her. But how? Where? Has anyone seen her? She always saying, don’t trust nobody but yourself. Wish I would’ve listened.

Saving her can land him in a hangman's noose at low tide in Charles Town Harbor. Repaying her debt to him will consign her to a life worse than death.

This book of devotions is aimed toward those in a caregiver role, with the intention to encourage and support. Written by a woman who has found herself in the role many times, the short essays and poems bring a hopeful perspective to a job which often seems hopeless.

North Carolina, 1893. Thirteen-year-old Maggie Winters lives with daily danger. As the daughter of a former slave, her secret quest for education can’t protect her for long. When vicious racists bent on teaching blacks their place attack her home, Maggie’s innocence dies, but she barely survives. Nearly 60 years later, a frightened mother calls on Maggie to perform an exorcism on a girl who talks to spirits. As she prepares to help, Maggie discovers a family secret that resonates with her own painful past.

I have a whole new life now, but it’s just a different kind of bad, and it’s about to get a lot worse, too. More secrets...more lies, all dragging me back to Paradise - the meanest, nastiest part of the city. I don’t care what the cops say, Mama didn’t do it. She didn’t. I’m running away to find the real killer. Or, die trying.

Maranatha Winningham admittedly has some trust issues. As she tries to sort out the confusing layers of love - of friends, of family, of suitors, and desperately, of God - Natha struggles to find herself before she turns into a scared shadow of a girl.

"Me and Mama wake beneath the Warrior Angel statue at the cemetery to all the screaming and craziness. A judge’s body is missing from his grave. They can’t have the funeral. The cops blame Mama for snatching it. I watch ‘em haul her off to jail. What about me? I better find that body fast...before I die alone on the streets."

Three senior citizens with big hearts and a passion for flowers find themselves in the middle of murder when they stumble on Death on the Daylilies. Can these ladies solve the crime before they become someone's garden mulch?

She wants to go places. He's got the car. If only things were that simple. Widowed father Adrian Adams isn’t looking to change his life. He just wants to keep his seven-year-old daughter Charlie safe and happy. The last thing he expects is to suddenly lose his job as a driver for the Washington DC diplomatic community. Luckily, he’s offered a new embassy driving assignment, one that starts with a tea cup-and-tie collision with a clumsy, cute, and oddly charming Irish woman with a penchant for talking to squirrels.

Living on the streets is hard enough, so when Mama drags me out in the middle of the night, I know we’re in trouble. Big trouble. Her so-called secret mission to help a “friend” is a crap-sandwich if I ever saw one and I almost talk Mama into going home.... Then we find that first dead body.

Gustave Gator was considered the bravest citizen of Cypress Swampville. He was always ready to lend a helping hand. He is big and strong and sharp, and everyone looks up to him. However, Gustave has a secret fear that was about to be exposed.

The road of life can get difficult. Fortunately, we don't travel it alone. This collection of devotional essays and poetry was written over many years by a Christian woman in the US. These nondenominational messages will encourage and comfort listeners on their own roads, and challenge them to find a deeper relationship with their Lord.